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crowd,
So much of our lives to live within your span. For every moment that you hold, Oh grant us enrichment, enfoldding our dreams:
That with your passing we shall know Your fragrance yet; having lived memories, Secret, golden hearted.

I do believe the author knows my sentiments too.

Thurs: the pictures bored me to tears last night. On the way in from the camp I made a detour towards higher ground. Oh Nance, you should have seen the Heads & beaches under that moon. It was enchanting! Why do